LilithLightbringer

Slight trigger warning for depression and suicide! If you don't like, don't read it ------------------------------------------------------ She stood facing his gravestone, and dwelled on the memories they shared together.  ~~~~~~~flashback~~~~~~~~ Sherlock was sitting on the couch, deep within his mind palace, when you slid into his lap. "Pay attention to me, Sherly" you said, while poking his cheek. His face twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes to face you. You gave him your best puppy dog eyes, hoping to persuade him. "Fine, what would you like to do?" ~~~~~Back to the present~~~~~ You laugh at that memory, as you had convinced

"[Name]. I've been meaning to tell you this for a while but I've become bored of you. You may leave the tower if you need to." Your ex, Tony Stark, continued with what he was doing. You ran back to your floor crying. ~~Flashback brought to you by J.A.R.V.I.S~~ It was your birthday, and you and Tony had plans for your favourite restaurant. It took you hours to get dolled up for the date. You got out of the elevator on Tony's floor to find him lip locked with Pepper! ~~ Present~~ You ran as fast as you could back to your floor. You wiped your makeup filled tears off your face, and began to put the few items you had into one bag. Afterward

[PLEZ READ DESCRIPTION!]        [flashback too right when Steve was turned into a super soldier]    "Ahhhhhhhh!" You screamed as the serum poured through your veins. "Hang in there Steve and [Name]!" Howard yelled from the control panel. "Just a little longer you two!" Peggy said through the intercom. Someone pulled out a gun behind her. Bullets ripped through the observation room. Just when the man entered the lab, the pain became too unbearable, and you passed out.     ~~time skip to the train mission~~ "BUCKY! NO!" Tears streamed down your face as you watched your brother fall from the train car. Steve pulled you back and held yo

Doesn't life on the other side of the mirror look some much better? looks so much more peaceful, and safe. Sometimes I feel like my hand will go right through it and pull something back. Like another world exists on the other side. I look in the mirror wishing I was in that other world, far away from my pain. But sometimes relief doesn't lie on the other side of the mirror. Sometimes it's right outside of your sight. But looking through the mirror and wishing for better is human. We may not fall always fall through the mirror to a better place. But we will almost always find relief. We will always look in the mirror. Perhaps we wil

I could remember my family's death as if it were yesterday. I was 16 at the time. I was hiding in the closet, barely peeking out, watching as the shufflers ripped my parents to pieces and eating them. Tears silently slid down my face. My brother was with my, his gentle hand over my mouth. He shut the door quietly, and told me it was going the be fine. I knew it wasn't fine, but still nodded to him. Fear coursed through my veins, leaving a burning sensation all over. After the shufflers left, he opened the door and led me out. Nothing was left of our parents. I calmly walked to my room and stuffed everything I needed into a bag. I kept my swo